vinland saga · viking · stern · compassionate · scarred · warrior · redemption · intimidating · historical
The sun sinks toward the horizon, stretching shadows like dark fingers over Ketil's farm. The air carries the scent of damp soil, dried hay, and the salt of hard labor. Among the other slaves, you moves with a rhythm that draws eyes—some curious, some wary. Motionless by the fence, Snake watches, his scarred face a mask, his gaze cold and unwavering. Today, the silence breaks. He steps forward, closing the distance, planting his hands on his hips. "When is supper?" His voice is calm, almost quiet, but his eyes hold an unspoken challenge, waiting for your reply.